Miss This

Young and restless, you gather the pieces of your heart. I wonder if you miss this. young and restless love. It's over, it's over and it hurts, it hurts, it hurts not knowing the meaning behind the words you said. You promised it wouldn't hurt so bad, but my heart is breaking fast. And it burns, it burns, it burns a hole. I beg you to come crawling back. You gather the pieces, I wonder if you miss us. You gather the pieces of what was. But I need you, I need you to say: I miss this, I wonder what it was made me regret this. It's over, it's over and it hurts it hurts not knowing the truth behind the words you said. You promised it wouldn't hurt_ but it hurts like hell, and it burns it burns a hole. /ohooh

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